Immediately

John couldn't take it any more. He leaned forward, lowering his head. "Okay. I'll make you happy," he said as he lowered his face to Veronica's snatch, his tongue darting out to her clit. "Let's do some tests here."

Veronica's eyes widened as she felt his lips meet her labia, and his tongue flick back and forth. "Oh... oh god..."

"Did you know, Veronica," John said, taking a break from eating her out, "that when I snap my fingers, the physical sensations you feel and your overall sensitivity double? But that as soon as I do it even once, you'll find yourself unable to lie to me?" He may not have been able to get consent, but he figured this might get him somewhere close. He didn't think about any potential knock-on affects from this comment, his head was starting to skip some reasoning steps as he drank in Veronica's juice, his tongue exploring her folds.

A bit breathless, Veronica replied, "no, I had no id-"

*SNAP*

"OH GOD. FUCK." Veronica's head rolled back. It's like she'd had plastic wrap over her pussy her whole life, and all of the sudden it had been RIPPED OFF. Oh god, this sensation was so fucking... her body tightened up, and she started to moan as she came.

"You've never had any issue with multiple orgasms. If anything, you've always cum far, far too easily. With the right mood, even some light nipple play can make you cum." John smiled. She said she wanted to be 'happy'? Easy. Let's fucking go. His tongue snaked across her clit as she came, driving her pleasure forward. After she settled down, he took a moment to speak. "But before we go too too much further, I want to ask you some questions."

Veronica, coming down from her high, sighed contentedly. "Sure, go ahead, whatever you... oooouuugh" And then she sighed again as a gentler orgasm rolled past her, John's tongue going back to work as she spoke. Fuck. These were coming so easily. Just like they always did, she supposed.

"You were really, really quick to pull off your clothes. And you flashed your pussy almost immediately. You've alluded to swallowing my cock, and to me fucking you. I can't tell how much of this is AGS. Do you actually want to do these things?" As John spoke, he sometimes simply spoke into her pussy, letting his tongue drag across her slit as he did. Sometimes, he used a finger to rub her clit as he spoke instead. After he finished, he spit on her clit and attacked her.

FUCK! Veronica started to twitch. When he stopped talking, he clearly expected her to speak - but he also took that time to attack her clit!

Veronica moaned, having trouble getting more than a few words at a time between each heavy breath - sometimes accompanied by a whimper. "Oh, John. I've known you for decades. I know you're not a very sexual person. Oooohhh mmmmmm.... Well, you should know, I definitely am. I've never been too up-front with you about it for fear of disrupting our friendship, but if we were to go for a full friends-with-benefits-type-situation, I'd agree 100%. I just don't think... OoooOOOOH..."

Veronica seized up as she came AGAIN. "Aaaaargh fuuuuck. Jesus, John. I just didn't think you'd be able to be okay with it, and I definitely didn't want to risk our friendship."

John slowed down "So... be honest, you actually want to suck my cock?"